Chapter Four

Chapter Four

Anders

I was feeling multiple things at once. I wanted to meld my body with hers and just stay inside her. She flinched when I lowered my hand down to her pussy. I frowned.

“Are you…” I hesitated. “If you don’t want this, all you have to say is ‘stop,’” I said, my heart clenching at the expression on her face.

“No, no… That’s not it. I’m just scared.” She said, and I cupped her face with one hand.

“Trust me. Not just mere words, but a promise. Now, lean back for me..” I demanded.

“Who still uses those terms in this modern day?”.

I shrugged, the action grinding her lower body against mine briefly. I stifled a groan. I needed to be inside her. Now. The sadness was gone from her face. In its place was raw need and the desire to be taken. It fueled the flames of urge burning through my veins.

“Lillian?” I gasped, the word coming out hoarsely. Her desire mirrored mine, breaths shaky and I could swear the world seemed to slow down.

“Mm,” she whispered, swallowing hard.

“I need to be inside you. Now.” I was giving her a chance to back out. If she didn’t want this, despite how hard I would struggle with myself, I would let her leave the room. I didn’t want her to do anything against her wish.

“I…” her lips parted, and my eyes were drawn to them. My dick pressed painfully against my pants. She was killing me, and she didn’t even know it.

A determined look crossed her face, and I froze when I spotted two balls of tears standing in her eyes. I might’ve missed it, if I wasn’t paying close attention.

“What’s wrong? Did I say something–” I paused. She didn’t come off as someone fragile. I subconsciously balled my other hand into fists.

“Today is Christmas Eve, and that bastard cheated on me.” She hiccuped.

A look of derision crossed my face. “He’s a fool, whoever he is, to cheat on a gorgeous and smart woman like you.” I said firmly.

Her eyes held mine. “You don’t even know me.” She said softly.

“I think I know enough. If you were mine, I’d worship the very ground you stand on, and make you feel every inch of your femininity.” I swore.

Her breath hitched. “Fuck me.”

I pressed a kiss that bellied most of my desire against her throat, and she gasped. Taking care so I didn’t crush her beneath my weight. I unfreed my cock faster than I’d ever done, and lifted her dress up.

“Should I be surprised or concerned that you aren’t wearing panties?” I groaned, fanning warm air on her neck. She shivered.

“You should be fucking me instead.” She replied, lifting her arms to circle them around my neck once more. I thrusted into her in one long but gentle stroke, and if I didn’t truly understand the strength of the mating force, I did just then. It was almost like I felt her pleasure and mine combined together and the intensity was quadrupled.

“Fuck…” I cursed, when after three thrusts, a blinding powerful rush engulfed my body making me go limp.

“Not now.” I groaned just as I fell unconscious.

**

When I came to once more, I was all alone on the couch. I sat up in self scorn. How could I have ignored the fact that all vamp mates always passed out after sex?

I looked up to see a tall figure standing at the entrance.

“Qyler,” I merely said in acknowledgment of his presence.

My best friend chuckled as he strolled in, both hands in his pockets . “What an epic scene. I wish I had recorded it. Who would have thought that the almighty Prince Anders would have sex with a random woman at a club someday?”

A strange heat unfurled up my chest, and I gripped his neck in a swift move. “She’s not a random woman.” I warned, and I could feel my eyes turning red.

“Noted.” He responded in an unfazed manner.

“Where’s she? How did she leave? Did you-” I narrowed my eyes on him, getting ready to punch his face.

“Easy,” he raised both hands in mock surrender. “I followed you over here to ensure that you weren’t trying to run away. I watched you talk to her, and decided to stay back. Sometime after you both left for the VIP room, a guy arrived at the club. I read his mind when he started to approach the same room where you both were.”

“And what was his mission?” I asked impatiently.

“According to his thoughts, she was his friend, and he was worried that she was being taken advantage of in her drunken state.” He continued.

“I didn’t take advantage of her. She is my vamp ma-”

“Vamp mate. Yeah, I know.” He interrupted me.

“You know?” I frowned.

“Of course. Why else do you think I didn’t wipe off her memory?” He made a face.

“Right. What happened next?” I asked.

“Well, I controlled her friend’s mind until you both woke up from your little sleep.” He winked.

“I saw nothing, in case you were wondering. Both of you were still fully dressed, aside from your jacket of course.” He added. “He drove her home on a bike.” He finished off.

I exhaled, and rose to my feet. “Make preparations. We’re attending the biking academy in this city.”

“But you wanted the one in Germany.” He reminded me.

I shrugged. “Germany, France. All the same. Make your enquiries. Everything should be ready by tomorrow.”

“L’Intrėpide Biking Academy.” He said.

“What?”

“That’s the name of the biking academy they both attend. I read it from Vinn’s mind. He was in a panic about how he let Marguerite get taken advantage of.” Qyler replied.

“Who?” My brows lifted.

“Vinn. He–”

“No, not that. The second name.”

“Oh, Marguerite. That’s her name.” He frowned.

A smile curved my lips. She lied to me. Aside from the mate bond, I was now interested in knowing more about such a feisty and interesting woman.

“It’s decided then. Make preparations to enroll us both.” I ordered and led the way out.